[I haven’t really been on but I got a call and start my new job tomorrow so I gotta get up eaRLY AND I DUN WANNA GET UP EARLY]

She felt so lost, and so confused. There was still so much for her to learn. 

Go ahead, Drachma. Leave this place. Perhaps it’s what I deserve.” 

"I regret what I did, if only for your people. But as far as I know, the only thing you've done for me is give me a job to do. If you want to be of use, start talking peace. Begin trade. Repair broken lives of your own people, of the people you forced under your rule." The Ishvallans, Milosians, the people of Pendleton and Fostet. "Fix what your father broke."

{♚} —⇀ "Does Drachma have a special meanin’?"  

"And before you ask, no. I have no idea why I was named after Greece's money."

{♚} —⇀ “Ahhhh— Nope, can’t say I’ve ever heard or seen the place. Maybe its called a different name over here.”

"Mm. I'm not that surprised. And as far as I know, I've only ever gone by Drachma."

"Well, I am grateful my country has been of some use to you after all, even if I myself have not had any part in it. Perhaps there is hope for me yet." 

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{♚} —⇀"Ah, sorry! Can’t say that I know who ye are. What country are ye from?"

"I'm Drachma. The large country north of Amestris. If you know where Amestris is."

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